Oh my god... OMG! One more day and the next topic is going to be release and I'm still struggling with last week's.

(Note to all, this is user-contributed, not an assignment, paid task or anything like that. In other words, I can actually choose not to do it, but then again... Might as well. Not like I have anything else to write about lately.)

Okay. Today's topic of

Nadnut (after her intensive debate with Missy - motherhood or singlehood) questions us:

Would you rather...

1. Be a man.

Or

2. Be a woman.

And explain why so.

This reminds me of an incident when I was back in Primary 3/4 when I went on holiday with my family - my mum and my 2 sisters. (Can't remember where we went.)

During the trip, I remember while we were in a store that sold butterfly pressings, the shop assistant (a lady) asked me, "are you a girl or a boy?" I was shocked. Did I really look like a boy?

Okay. So I wore shorts, had really short hair, fat, nerdy and erm... Boobs aren't developed yet...


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OMG! I did look like a boy! ~>.<~

Whyyy... Why did I look like a boy? I play with barbie dolls for god sake. So I'm like a boy look-a-like that is somewhat gay?

Perhaps God really made a mistake and I was suppose to be a boy after all. *Cry*

Thereafter, I decided I should keep long hair for the rest of my life, so this kinda mistakes won't happen again.

It had to be the hair, I mean... What else could it be? I PLAY WITH BARBIE DOLLS! I AM NOT A BOY!

That incident kinda upset me, for a while at least. But hey, when you're in Primary School, all you care about are cartoons. The rest kinda drifts to the back of your head after a while.

As time went by, I kinda grew out of the "barbie doll" phase. I mean when you're a teenager, there are much more interesting stuff to play with. Barbie dolls are sooo last season.

Sadly, "things" started surfacing again and I was faced with the same dilemma.

I don't play with barbie dolls, I don't like make up, I don't like bags/shoes and... I'm not so much into the whole "Convent girls trend". Something went wrong again.

I'm sure I don't look like a boy now, though I'm still not much of an eye candy - still nerdy, no change to that.

While the "Convent girls" went gaga over the girl-wannabe-guys, and the norms went gaga over the boys, I went gaga over... Playing Counter-Strike and... Building my own Angelfire-hosted website?

This is sooo wrong. And I sooo know it.

I started having dreams about me being a guy, AGAIN! And it kinda got to me. Soon, I decided... I need a date (or stead as what we used to call it). Where the hell do I get one of those?

It took a while, a bit of "make over 123" and a couple of introductions. And poof. I got what I wanted. And yes, I'm sure that I'm not a lesbian, I'm not a girl-wannabe-guy. I am 100% the norms.

So in conclusion to

I would rather...

2. Be a woman.

You have no idea how painful but amazing it is to be one.

Okay. I like guy-stuff over girl-stuff. True. But that's like personal preference issue, doesn't mean I wanna be a guy.

The idea of having my boyfriend/husband pamper me is a overkill to be a woman already. Plus, lets not forget about giving birth!

It's a gift to be able to have a life growing in you. Although it's painful and everything, but it's something you will only get to experience if you are female in gender.

If a guy has a huge tummy, it's not life in there, it's overdose of beer. Trust me - they do not get the sanctification we ladies get from it. ;x

(Have I mentioned that I've been planning my baby fund since 15? I'm sooo totally proud of it by the way. Can only receive it when I'm 30 though, but it should be able to cover a lot of cost required to maintain a child or two for quite a while.)

Put giving birth aside...

The reason why I even bother picking up cooking is to be able to cook for my family in the future.

Nothing beats home cook food. I kinda regret not cherishing it when my Grandma was still around. My mum can't cook for nuts, and if she does bother, I wouldn't dare try it. And the maid... Well... You get the drift.

It's very satisfying to cook for someone and receive a smile for it in return. It's the kind of satisfaction that you don't get from passing your grades, or completing a project for your boss. (Not that it isn't satisfying to pass your grade or please your boss, it's just different.)

That said, no, I don't intend to be a housewife that depend on my "other half" to put the bread on the table.

In fact, I intend to work for as long as I live. But I guess, seeing the way things are going right now. I'm not quite sure if I can actually be labeled as a working adult.

If I do maintain the kinda lifestyle I'm having right now, I can actually be considered a stay-home mum when I get married and have kids. (Being stay-home doesn't mean I have all the time in the world though. But at least I get to see my kid most of the time.)

I basically freelance anyway. (Plus, if my "project" goes through... Life will be tough for now, but it is going to be much easier in the long run.)

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